Matthew 6:8-9

• [Mat 6:8] My Father Knows

  I know my heav’nly Father knows The storms that would my way oppose; But He can drive the clouds away, And turn the darkness into day. I know my heav’nly Father knows The balm I need to soothe my woes; And with His touch of love divine He heals this wounded heart of mine. I know my heav’nly Father knows How frail I am to meet my foes; But He my cause will e’er defend, Uphold and keep me to the end. I know my heav’nly Father knows The hour my journey here will close; And may that hour, O faithful Guide, Find me safe sheltered by Thy side.

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• [Mat 6:8] Somebody Knows

  Falling in strength when oppressed by my foes, Somebody knows, somebody knows, Waiting for someone to banish my woes, Somebody knows, ’tis Jesus. Refrain Somebody knows, somebody knows, When I am tempted and tried by my foes; He is the One Who will keep me— Somebody knows—’tis Jesus. Why should I fear when the care billows roll? Somebody knows, somebody knows; When the deep shadows sweep over my soul, Somebody knows, ’tis Jesus. Refrain Wounded and helpless and sick with distress, Somebody knows, somebody knows, Longing for home and a mother’s caress, Somebody knows, ’tis Jesus. Refrain

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• [Mat 6:9] Eternal Power, Whose High Abode

  Eternal Power, whose high abode Becomes the grandeur of a God, Infinite lengths beyond the bounds Where stars resolve their little rounds! The lowest step around Thy seat, Rises too high for Gabriel’s feet; In vain the favored angel tries To reach Thine height with wond’ring eyes. There while the first archangel sings, He hides his face behind his wings, And ranks of shining thrones around Fall worshiping, and spread the ground. Lord, what shall earth and ashes do? We would adore our Maker, too; From sin and dust to Thee we cry, The Great, the Holy, and the High. Earth from afar has heard Thy fame, And worms have learned to lisp Thy Name; But, O! the glories of Thy mind Leave all our soaring thoughts behind. God is in Heaven, and men below; Be short our tunes, our words be few; A solemn reverence checks our songs, And praise sits silent on our tongues.

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• [Mat 6:9] Father In Heaven, Hear Us Today

  Father in Heaven, hear us today; Hallowed Thy name be; hear us, we pray! O let Thy kingdom come, O let Thy will be done, By all beneath the sun, as in the skies. Father in Heaven, hear us today; Hallowed Thy name be; hear us, we pray! Giver of daily food, Fountain of truth and good, Be all our hearts imbued with love like Thine. Father in Heaven, hear us today; Hallowed Thy name be; hear us, we pray! Lead us in paths of light, save us from sin and blight, King of all love and might, glorious for aye.

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• [Mat 6:9] Father Of All, To Thee

  Father of all, to Thee With loving hearts we pray, Through Him, in mercy given, The Life, the Truth, the Way; From Heav’n, Thy throne, in mercy shed Thy blessings on each bended head. Father of all, to Thee Our contrite hearts we raise, Unstrung by sin and pain, Long voiceless in Thy praise; Breathe Thou the silent chords along, Until they tremble into song. Father of all, to Thee We breathe unuttered fears, Deep hidden in our souls, That have no voice but tears; Take Thou our hand, and through the wild Lead gently each trustful child. Father of all, may we In praise our tongues employ, When gladness fills the soul With deep and hallowed joy; In storm and calm give us to see The path of peace which leads to Thee.

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• [Mat 6:9] Jesus, Kneel Beside Me

  Jesus, kneel beside me, In the dawn of day; Thine is prayer eternal— Teach me how to pray! Master, work beside me In the shining sun; Gently guide Thy servant Till the work be done. Savior, watch beside me In the closing light; Lo, the evening cometh— Watch with me this night! Birds are winging homeward, Sun and shadow cease; Savior, take my spirit To Thy perfect peace.
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• [Mat 6:9] The Lord’s Prayer

  Our Father, who art in Heaven, Hallowèd be Thy Name. Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done On earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, And forgive us our debts, As we forgive our debtors. And lead us not into temptation, But deliver us from evil, For Thine is the kingdom And the power, and the glory, forever. Amen.
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Matthew 6:14-15

• [Mat 6:14] Let Something Good Be Said

  When o’er the fame of friend or foe, The shadow of disgrace shall fall; instead Of words of blame, or fatal blow— Let something good be said. Refrain And so I charge ye by the thorny crown, And by the cross on which the Savior bled, And by your own soul’s hope of fair renown: Let something be good said. Forget not grace, no sinner yet May fall so low but Christ can lift his head, While cheeks of shame with tears are wet; Let something be good said. Refrain No generous heart may turn aside To deeds of love—if they in sin be dead, But may awaken glorified, If something good be said. Refrain If cruel words embitter thee, Turn to the cross on Calvary, where said The Savior: “O forgive,” and see That something good be said. Refrain

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• [Mat 6:14] Think Gently Of The Erring One

  Think gently of the erring one; O let us not forget, However darkly stained by sin, He is our brother yet! Heir of the same inheritance, Child of the selfsame God, He hath but stumbled in the path We have in weakness trod. Speak gently to the erring ones: We yet may lead them back, With holy words, and tones of love, From misery’s thorny track. Forget not, brother, thou hast sinned, And sinful yet may’st be; Deal gently with the erring heart, As God has dealt with thee.

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Matthew 10:32-33

• [Mat 10:32] Not By The Martyr’s Death Alone

  Not by the martyr’s death alone The saint his crown in Heav’n has won; There is a triumph robe on high For bloodless fields of victory. What though he was not called to feel The cross, or flame, or torturing wheel, Yet daily to the world he died; His flesh, through grace, he crucified. What though nor chains, nor scourges sore, Nor cruel beasts his members tore, Enough if perfect love arise For Christ a grateful sacrifice. Lord, grant us so to Thee to turn That we through life to die may learn, And thus, when life’s brief day is o’er, May live with Thee forevermore. O Fount of sanctity and love, O perfect Rest of saints above, All praise, all glory be to Thee Both now and through eternity.

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